Sixth generation:
He was a demon cultivator who was attacked when he was about to break through his cultivation realm. She transformed into an immortal to save him and hid him in her bedroom. However, being an immortal and a demon together was not tolerated by the immortal world, and in the end, he blew himself up to protect her.
Seventh generation:
He was a scholar in dire straits, she a daughter of an official. She helped him rise to prominence, but their love was forcibly separated. He was once the top scholar, but he became the son-in-law of an imperial family. A misunderstanding led him to believe she was dead. He went mad, slaughtered the imperial family, and then committed suicide.
Eighth generation:
He was a general with a broken leg, gloomy and decadent, moody and sensitive. She was a common woman working in a pharmacy. She volunteered to take the place of a sick female customer, marry him, and take care of him. But he didn't believe her. It wasn't until she stepped forward and bravely died that he finally repented and died in depression.
Ninth generation:
He was a frail, gentle hostage, and she was a fake spy sent to replace him. She believed him to be gentle and refined in this life, but she never expected him to be cruel and ruthless. He distrusted her and used his affections to seduce her, only to fall head over heels in love and become irresistible.
Misunderstandings abounded, and he forced her to reveal the truth. She was speechless, having broken the laws of her world, and was forcibly sent from his. When her spirit returned to possess him, he had become paranoid and insane. No problem, she accompanied him, willingly entering his cage, a life of peace.
The tenth generation:
He was the omnipotent Regent, she the false Empress Dowager in the cold palace. Seeing his life flourish, she abandoned his attachment. Entrusted by the late Emperor, he dedicated his life to aiding the new Emperor in maintaining state power, while she devoted herself to caring for the young puppet Emperor. However, the nation ultimately fell into turmoil, and the new Emperor allied with foreign enemies, severed his arm, and forced him to death in front of the Xuanzheng Hall.
After ten reincarnations, his soul finally became clear and distinct. She looked at the slowly reshaping spirit in front of her with excitement, tears welling in her eyes.
Finally, he slowly opened his eyes and woke up. She could no longer restrain herself and threw herself at him, almost burying herself in his body, crying like a child...
"You're back... You're back... You're finally back... woooo..."
The person in his arms was crying bitterly. He stiffened for a moment, then slowly raised his hands, one hand covering her waist, and the other hand holding the back of her head. He bent down slightly, leaned over, and hugged her tightly.
He moved his lips, as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end, all he said was just one sentence:
"Um..."
He also has the memory of ten lifetimes. He knows that she has been with him in every lifetime. Thousands of years have passed, and the memories are recalled, mixed and surging like a wave.
But he always remembered her words, the words she asked before he died in the cycle of reincarnation, and she never broke her promise.
She said:
"For the rest of my life, forever and ever, I will be by your side, accompanying you through life after life, life after life... until..."
Life faded away, and he still didn't hear it completely. In his heart, there was a slight regret.
He wasn't anxious. He waited quietly for the shaking of the woman in his arms, for her sobs to subside, for her eyes to lift, revealing her beautiful face, wet with tears. Then he leaned over and kissed her deeply...
They seemed to have lost track of time.
Until suddenly there was a sudden sound in the air——
"cough!"
When Shen Wuyou heard this, she immediately pushed him away, turned around awkwardly and stood up, her little face drooping and her complexion slightly red.
Bhagavan was somewhat dissatisfied and looked in the direction of the voice. His body suddenly stiffened, and his deep eyes trembled violently. He opened his mouth and muttered:
"Sister..."
"Hey~" Bogalo was not as embarrassed as him. He snorted carelessly and then scolded:
"That bastard brought home a wife without a word, and then tried to commit suicide the moment they disagreed. Now that he's finally alive, he treats me, your elder sister, like nothing? You've been so affectionate, and I, your elder sister, have been watching you for so long..."
This was not the first time Shen Wuyou had seen her being so talkative. After five hundred years of reincarnation, she had long been accustomed to it.
Then she looked at the silent Bhagavan beside her. He was stiff all over, like a schoolboy being scolded, obedient yet aggrieved. He was obviously two heads taller than her and had a strong aura, but he was like a mouse seeing a cat, afraid to move.
Perhaps, he was so shocked that he didn't have time to react;
Perhaps, Bogala was so different from what he remembered that he was stunned for a moment;
Perhaps, he felt guilty and was unwilling to refute.
Shen Wuyou stood beside him quietly, quietly holding his hand. Let them bear this blood pressure from their sister together.
Finally, Bokkala said he was tired and took a break. His attendants immediately brought him melon seeds and nectar.
Shen Wuyou quietly squeezed his palm. The latter pursed his lips, prepared for a long time, and then asked dully:
"Sister, you're not dead?"
Bogalo was so shocked that the melon seeds in his hand dropped to the ground with a "pop". Then he jumped up and slapped him on the head.
"Bhagavan, what do you mean? Your sister is standing right here in front of you, and you're asking me if I'm dead or not? What do you mean? Are you cursing me?"
"I...was worried that you would die..."
Shen Wuyou's eyebrows twitched, and he guessed what he was going to say. He quickly covered his mouth and smiled awkwardly at Bo Jialuo:
"Don't be angry, sister. He just woke up and his mind isn't very clear. Hehe... What he meant was that he wanted to know how you've been doing these past few years, and whether you've been bullied, so he can help you get revenge..."
Then, Shen Wuyou turned around and stared at Bhagavan, then blinked.
With his mouth covered, Bhagavan quietly watched the twitching of her eyes, and then nodded silently.
How could Bogara not know about these two people's little tricks? But since her sister-in-law was so smooth, she naturally had to go down the ladder. Then, she waved her hand, exhausted and said:
"I'm fine. I'm now the Queen of the Underworld. Barring any unexpected events, I'll be safe for the next tens of thousands of years."
“…” Bhagavan was speechless, so he looked to Shen Wuyou for help.
The latter naturally continued, "Since Sister is the Queen of the Underworld, with all the power and status, why is she still working in the Judge's Office?"
"Because I'm bored."
Bhagala said frankly:
"That damn ghost won't let me go out and play, but inside this huge underworld palace, there are nothing but ghosts, all busy trying to eliminate their karma and get a good reincarnation. I don't want to disturb them. So I just go back to my job. Investigating cases, formulating underworld laws, rewarding the good and punishing the evil, it's quite interesting."
As she spoke, she suddenly paused, then cursed softly, "Even Cao Cao isn't as fast as him!"
Then he pointed at a dark shadow that suddenly appeared in the distance and said:
"Here, call me brother-in-law."
“…”
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